Zhu Di sat up straight on the horse and shouted to start the battle.
"Your Majesty, King Chu is still in the center of the battlefield. If we attack at this time, will we accidentally injure King Chu?"
The deputy general hurriedly came to Zhu Di to ask for instructions, but at this time the messenger had already issued the order to fight, and the army rushed out in a mighty manner, with the momentum of swallowing up thousands of miles.
Zhu Di waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't worry, the King of Chu has a great strategy and everything will be fine."
The Tatar army on the opposite side was stunned for a moment when they saw this scene. Unexpectedly, the Chu kings of the Ming Dynasty were still in the center of the battlefield, so the Ming Dynasty directly launched an attack. However, they did not care much. A charge horn sounded, and the Tatar army also
Rush out the same way.
The two armies faced each other with great momentum. Dust and smoke flew everywhere, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
Zhu Muchen slowly turned his horse's head and headed towards the direction of the Ming army, just as he had walked out slowly just now. The charging army clashed behind him, and the sounds of fighting, roaring, and shouting were mixed together.
He shook his head slightly. Even after experiencing this scene so many times, he still didn't like it. Trading flesh and blood for land and resources may sound very passionate, but it is a living life.
"King Chu, son, take your life!"
The roaring voice came from behind. Although Zhu Muchen did not turn around, he could tell that this was the big man who came out to confront him just now. The status of the big man should be high among the Tatar tribe. After all, he was the first to represent the Tatar tribe.
People who come out to negotiate, but people with this status also appear in the first confrontation.
Either this big man hates Zhu Muchen so much that he takes the initiative to fight, or the entire Tatar tribe has no generals, and this battle is the last battle they have prepared for themselves.
But now it seems that there are two possibilities. While Zhu Muchen was thinking, the big man was already charging through the Ming army with a big stick, aiming directly at Zhu Muchen.
Seeing that the big stick has been raised, Zhu Muchen's head will explode in the next moment.
"Don't hurt me, King Chu of Ming Dynasty!"
A flying general came on horseback and swept across with his spear, blocking the iron rod of the big man.
"King Chu, leave quickly. The battlefield is dangerous. I'm afraid the barbarians may accidentally injure King Chu."
While blocking the big man, he also told Zhu Muchen to leave quickly. This made the big man feel slighted. He roared angrily and raised his stick to attack again. Unfortunately, Zhu Muchen did not turn to look at him from the beginning to the end, and just continued walking leisurely.
With.
Arriving in front of Zhu Di, Zhu Muchen nodded slightly and whispered: "Your Majesty, the Tatar tribe is stubborn and unwilling to hand over their grandson. I am incompetent. Please forgive me."
"Okay, you don't have to act like this. Everyone knows that the Tatars will not simply submit. It is not your fault. Besides, my grandson, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, does not need to be sent out by the Tatars."
Zhu Di didn't say much. He waved his hand to signal Zhu Muchen to return behind him, and his eyes returned to the center of the battlefield.
Seeing the two armies fighting, with no distinction for a moment, Zhu Di said with some emotion: "Although the barbarians have no great wisdom, they are very ferocious. If our Ming army had not been well-equipped and well versed in the ghosts of war, this battle would have been lost."
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"The barbarians are ignorant and only know how to burn, kill, and loot. Such behavior is unforgivable by heaven. I, the Ming Dynasty, will uphold justice for heaven and will not be defeated by the barbarians."
In history, Zhu Di's five Northern Expeditions all returned with great victory. Therefore, even without Zhu Muchen's improved fire guns, etc., the outcome of this war would not have been uncertain. The Tatars and Oaras were destined to fail.
destiny.
"What is justice for heaven? In the final analysis, they are just for survival. There is no right or wrong in war. Maybe hundreds of years later, people will think that I am a tyrant who launches war wantonly, but I have no regrets. Life is so short.
, I just want to lay down a large territory for the people while I am still alive. As for whether I am right or wrong, whether I am doing justice for heaven, or whether I am a war tyrant, I will let future generations judge."
Listening to Zhu Di's words, Zhu Muchen's heart also moved. Zhu Di spent his military life. Although future generations will have different opinions on his usurping the throne, no one will deny his achievements in this life.
In the distance, there was a commotion among the Tatar army. Zhu Di looked at it and said slowly: "It should be that the Three Thousand Battalion has rescued Zhanji. Next, we can completely let go and fight."
"Instruct the five armies to attack with all their strength. The Tatar tribe will be wiped out today."
From behind the Tatar army, Zhu Zhanji had already led three thousand battalions to charge out. Zhu Di pulled the reins and smiled sarcastically at Zhu Muchen.
"King Chu, I'm going to join Taisun. You can lead the five armies on my behalf. You can't be defeated!"
After that, Zhu Di had already galloped out on horseback, which shocked Zhu Muchen. Although he thought he knew Zhu Di very well, he still didn't expect that Zhu Di would be so crazy and leave the army to charge in person.
"Come here! Guard, if the emperor makes any mistake, we will lose our heads!"
A large number of guards hurriedly followed. Zhu Muchen had a dark face. He could no longer continue to fight against the Tatars. He had to fight quickly.
"Order the Shenji Battalion to move forward and assist the army in attacking!"
Originally, Zhu Muchen was worried about Zhu Zhanji's safety, so he did not use the battle method commonly used by the Ming army and used the Shenji Battalion to attack in the first wave. Instead, he asked the Shenji Battalion to stand by outside to clean up the mess.
But now the Shenji Battalion has no choice but to not participate in the war. If Zhu Di dies in the battle, it will be a big trouble.
While observing the scene on the battlefield, Zhu Muchen planned the battle strategy. While protecting Zhu Di, he also had to find someone to greet Zhu Zhanji. Otherwise, the three thousand battalions led by Zhu Zhanji would also be in danger once they were surrounded by Tatars.
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As the war progressed, the Tatars' natural ferocity and unafraid of death were also brought out. Especially when Arutai, who had always been weak, actually appeared on the battlefield in person to lead the charge, which greatly boosted the morale of the Tatar army.
Vibrate.
For a time, the two armies were in a stalemate. Arutai's goal was also very clear. He led his guards and went directly to find Zhu Di on the battlefield. A Ming emperor and a Tatar leader actually fought against each other in the battlefield. Such
I'm afraid it would be difficult to find the scene even if you look through history books.
Zhu Muchen's head was pounding, but there was no better way now. Fortunately, there was a tacit understanding on the battlefield that left a gap for the two of them to fight, so that the two of them would not be affected by the attacks between the soldiers.
Zhu Di was getting older after all. Although his fighting skills and momentum were not inferior to Arutai's, under the continuous fighting, his physical strength was still a little unable to keep up, and his movements gradually became sluggish.
Zhu Muchen quickly noticed this situation and rushed out on horseback, shouting at the same time: "Protect me, the Ming Emperor!"
Before Zhu Muchen could rush to Zhu Di, two armies rushed out from both sides of the battlefield. The King of Han and the King of Zhao, who had been silent before, finally appeared on the battlefield.
Under attack from all sides, the Tatars no longer had the power to compete. The army was defeated quickly, and many Tatar soldiers were already fleeing.
When Arutai saw this situation, he was anxious and anxious. He didn't care about Zhu Di in front of him, and hurriedly shouted angrily: "Don't retreat! Anyone who escapes from the battle will be killed without mercy! Fight to the death with the Ming army!"
However, the Tatar army was in chaos at this time, and no one could hear his voice. Moreover, because of the distraction at this moment, Zhu Di seized the opportunity and stabbed with his sword, directly piercing Arutai's
chest.
Blood spurted out from Arutai's mouth. He looked at the pierced chest, and saw a sharp flash across his eyes. It turned out that before he died, he swung the hammer in his hand and hit Zhu Di on the chest.
Zhu Di took advantage of the situation and dodged back. When the sword was withdrawn from Arutai's chest, he was also hit hard by a blow on the chest. Zhu Muchen watched this scene from a distance, with his heart in his throat.
Just when Zhu Di was about to fall off his horse, Zhu Zhanji rushed to him and helped him up.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
Zhu Di stabilized his body, looked at Arutai who had fallen to the ground, immediately raised his long sword into the air, and shouted: "Arutai is dead! All the Tatar tribesmen, surrender without killing!"
There was a deathly silence on the battlefield at first, and then all the Tatar soldiers slowly lowered their weapons and gave up resistance.
King Zhu Gaoxu of Han and King Zhu Gaosui of Zhao came to Zhu Di. Zhu Gaoxu looked at Alutai on the ground and immediately said happily: "Haha, the old guy Alutai is finally dead. Your Majesty, you are really a precious sword. Not only can you
Go into battle and kill the enemy, and you can also take the enemy general's head in the midst of thousands of troops."
Zhu Gaosui also followed up and said: "It is an honor for this Arutai to die in the hands of Emperor Ming."
Zhu Zhanji said with a worried look on his face: "Second and third uncles, please stop flattering me here. Just now I saw that Arutai injured Grandpa Huang before he died. We'd better take Grandpa Huang to see Yu."
The medical treatment is good."
Upon hearing this, Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu immediately came to Zhu Di and looked him up and down.
"Your Majesty, are you okay? Where are you injured? Why do you think you are charging in person when you are already a senior? Come to my tent quickly. I have the best doctors and medicinal materials there."
"Oh? You mean the doctors and medicinal materials in my emperor's tent are not as good as those in your Han Dynasty tent?"
King Han suddenly broke into a cold sweat and quickly explained: "That's not what I meant. Aren't I worried about you?"
"Forget it. I'm afraid your tent is more dangerous than this battlefield. I'm fine. What harm can a dying person do? It's just a slight brush. Don't think too hard."
"Your Majesty, I really do it for your own good. Look, you have wronged me again."
The four members of the family were talking and laughing on the battlefield. Zhu Muchen finally felt relieved in some peripheral places. Looking at the figures of the four people, Zhu Muchen chuckled and shook his head slightly. When Zhu Di was still there, no matter what happened to this family
In fact, it is quite warm. Historically, it is rare for father and son to have such a good relationship, and it is rare for uncles and nephews to have such a good relationship. It really feels like a family.
Zhu Muchen turned around and was about to clean up the battlefield when Zhu Di from behind called out to him.
